Chapter 971 Collision

Ahead was a collision of blood and fire, rockets and heavy artillery roared continuously, soldiers raised their guns, aimed, fired, and gun smoke filled the battlefield.

In the back, the allied commanders with medals and ribbons on their chests took crystal glasses inlaid with gold, silver and jewels from the exquisite trays and kept clinking them.

The bright red wine flew out, and a young soldier on the front line was shot and fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Those socialites were dressed gorgeously, shuttling between dignitaries and celebrities, looking for their own prey or disguising themselves as prey to attract hunters they thought were suitable.

They lowered their shoulder straps as much as possible to highlight their plump and upright figures, as well as the majestic chest, the jade back behind them, and the white skin with a blush.

The ladies' participation filled the headquarters with laughter.

"Forward!" The officer's order was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. The soldiers roared as if awakened from a dream and stepped into the center of the battlefield. There were shells and rockets whizzing over their heads, and the bodies of the French soldiers who were blown to pieces and billowing black smoke were all over their eyes.

With their skirts flying, young men and women began to dance hand in hand. The laughter and the gradually melodious melody complemented each other and gradually became harmonious.

The huge explosion almost deafened people. The soldiers could not hear what the low-level non-commissioned officers on the front line were shouting.

They only knew that after the smoke cleared, the French soldiers suddenly appeared in front of them. Both sides immediately started to shoot at each other, and finally their hearing was restored again, and the sound of popping beans rang in their ears.

When the smoke cleared again, the French army finally roared and rushed towards the Austrian army. Then there was the collision of flesh and blood, the sound of metal and iron, and the sound of bayonets entering flesh.

The soldiers of both sides roared and collided with each other, bayonets pierced each other's bodies, blood, sweat, and mud mixed together.

Franz felt very disgusted with the "heroes" from various German states in the command center for opening champagne again, and he was even more dismissive of those flattering.

At this time, no one was more sure than Franz that he could win, but he felt that it was far from time to celebrate.

Although Franz was very dissatisfied, he did not get angry. This does not mean that he approved of this behavior, but he knew that the reason why these people made such absurd moves was completely the legacy of the old times.

The aristocratic education they received since childhood requires them to be unique and different from ordinary people. Holding banquets and dances on the battlefield and inviting socialites are considered a kind of aristocratic spirit.

This can better show their elegant and calm image as aristocrats, and is also regarded as a manifestation of aristocratic courage and leadership.

In other words, not only will no one think they are absurd, but it is considered a "great" act in the society at that time.

Thousands of years of accumulated problems cannot be solved in a short time, otherwise there would not be so many sages falling on the road of reform.

However, Franz did not intend to go along with these people. What he was thinking about now was how to quickly deal with the enemy in front of him, because night would fall in a few hours.

In the 20th century, night blindness was not even considered a disease. Even the poorest army was no longer troubled by this disease, and they even took advantage of the night.

However, it is darkest before dawn. In the 19th century, the medical community still had a very superficial understanding of night blindness. It was not until the middle of the 19th century that a doctor from Wales finally proposed in the New England Journal of Medicine that night blindness was caused by malnutrition after decades of observation.

Before that, many British people even believed that night blindness was a punishment for the poor and lazy, because rich people would not suffer from night blindness.

Only sailors on the same ship would suffer from night blindness, while the captain and the first mate would not. The absence of night blindness once became an important sign of God's chosen people.

At this time, the food of the Austrian Empire Army was greatly improved, and Franz forced every soldier to eat carrots once a week, so the proportion of night blindness dropped significantly.

But this does not mean that these people can really fight at night, especially at this time, Austria has an absolute advantage. Forcing a night battle is giving the enemy a chance.

Franz must win the first battle as commander. Although he is already a veteran who can fight in battle in name, he and his staff know that this is Franz's first battle as the commander.

There is no obstacle to promoting the consumption of carrots in the army. People in later generations will always be shocked by its arrogance when reading the records of the military meals of European armies in the 18th and 19th centuries.

One pound of bread, one pound of meat, 50 grams of dried vegetables, 50 grams of beans, tobacco, alcohol, sugar, tea, juice, spices, butter are all available.

It is hard to imagine that this is a list of meals for French soldiers during the expedition to Russia, but as long as you use your brain a little, you will know that these soldiers can't eat like this at ordinary times.

The reality is that these are all wartime supply lists, and these ordinary soldiers usually eat no better than serfs. A bowl of paste mixed with various crops and a piece of biscuit as hard as iron is usually their food for a day.

So when Franz proposed to give these soldiers a carrot, no one would stand up to oppose it.

As for the fact that Franz's behavior caused the price of carrots to rise, that is another story.

Back to the battlefield.

The French army using old-fashioned smoothbore rifles and the Austrian army using new lever-action rifles were simply courting death, and the French front-line grassroots officers were all veterans who had experienced many battles.

They soon realized this problem. The French frontline commander was also experienced. He immediately ordered a bayonet charge.

The idea of ​​the French frontline commander was to use hand-to-hand combat instead of line shooting. Although he didn't know what happened, he knew that his side was at an absolute disadvantage in the shooting.

At the same time, the charge could also allow the troops to quickly pass through the area covered by the coalition artillery fire. Being on the front line, he could personally feel the power of heavy artillery and rockets.

In order to avoid artillery damage as much as possible and change the unfavorable situation of the shooting, launching a bayonet charge is undoubtedly the best choice.

The continuous explosions and the dead bodies on the ground have destroyed the spirit of this French army. After the smoke, there are faces full of fear.

This further strengthened the commander's determination to launch a bayonet charge, because according to his experience, if the situation cannot be opened now, then these soldiers will soon flee like stray dogs and colonial natives.

"Bayonet charge!"

The voice came out of his dry mouth and quickly spread on the chaotic battlefield.

"Bayonet charge!"

"Bayonet!"

A large number of French junior NCOs roared to bring the confused soldiers back to reality. The soldiers immediately took out their bayonets and installed them on the muzzles. Their long-term muscle memory prevented them from dropping their bayonets in a panic.

However, what the French commander did not expect was that the flashing bayonets and the brave soldiers did not change the situation on the battlefield. Under the dense firepower provided by the lever-action rifles, the French charge seemed futile and stupid.